Taking a Risk

Have you ever done that? Taken a huge risk, or even contemplated taking a risk that could either end wonderfully or in huge failure? That's where I am right now. I'm getting ready to embark on endeavor that I've read isn't for the faint of heart (or boring of style). I'd say that I'm still mapping things out, creating a blueprint for what I want to do and envisioning what it will be like when I get there.

There are times when I'm so distracted with excitement that I momentarily forget the hard work, creativity, and inevitable slip-ups it will take to get there. At first I thought this would be an easy thing to do in my spare time, but as I plan for my life to unfold, I know that this will be so much more than just a passing interest or frivolous means to occupy spare time.

You're probably wondering when I'm going to tell you what I'm talking about. I don't think I'm ready to make any announcements yet. Not because I'm afraid to, but because I am so interested in so many things, and I want to do them all, and talk about it all, and then I make myself look like J-Lo with all of her fly-by-night husbands and I kind of make myself out to be a joke. Well, J-Lo and her boo Marc Anthony still seem to be going strong, so maybe I do have hope (I'm not talking about relationships here, just using poor J-Lo's trial-and-error marriages as an example of the trial-and-error interests that I think could be careers and then just turn into...interests.)

Anyway, that's enough dancing around the subject for one night. All I know is I think I've finally figured out what I want to do when I grow up. Besides finishing my book. That'll happen too.